#corbie-quaesitum

[unnamedelement]

A collab with art by @corbie-quaesitum and fic by @unnamedelement for @tolkienrsb. You can find the art and story in the TRSB 2021 collection on AO3 HERE. (See A/N for more information and additional warnings.) A “soundtrack” for the fic can be found here.

Info from the images as text beneath the cut!

Fic details: The fic is rated M and is slightly over 15k. It features Maeglin, Aredhel, and Eol. Warnings include implied rape, domestic violence, child abuse and neglect, ethnocentricism, and character death.

Summary: Chroniclers will claim–above all else–that Maeglin left Nan Elmoth for desire of lordship alone. While we all know how the story ends, before that there was more: a mother and her son and a dark dark wood; three lives and three deaths, and the dazzling sunlight in between. This story is a portrait of the why behind the flight: family violence and a woman under siege, a child grown to adulthood in lonely darkness, learning to fight with only the tools provided him. It is a tale of childhood nightmares maturing into something more–manipulated by heart-darkened fathers and gently used by desperate mothers–until living becomes surviving and reality is a dream… Excerpt: “Put out your arms as if you could fly,” she whispered. But he stretched them wide before bringing them in above his head as if he could—instead— dive , and he leant so far forward that the sun kissed his shade-pale face, and he sighed. She held him there for hours, and he leaned like a sapling too crowded by its older brethren; as the sun crossed the sky, his young face followed it like a flower.

[findrahil]

amras haunted by the ghost of amrod for the moodboard/edit request thing?

here!! i hope you like it!

[shittydndideas]

Bag of holding. Has extradimensional space, but also just has a bunch of hands inside that will hold whatever someone sticks in there. Including people's hands.

Turning the bag upside down to empty it in the traditional way you empty a bag of holding would turn into the weirdest game of tug-o-war.

Also, you really shouldn't put people inside a bag of holding anyway, but this one would be especially unpleasant.

[herbgerblin]

vague completely dismissable suggestion for gritty taz au: make exactly one background character Kermit and hide them in drawings.

:0 were it not for no content november, i would submit y’all to the horrors of gritty au. that said, if someone were to commission me to draw it...

[terezis]

Weird concept, originally intended to be one of the 5 facts aus but i got invested and wrote about it myself- Starblaster crew ballroom heist thing where Taako disguises himself as a major prince of a nation that is not supposed to be there in order to hopefully help steal an object but said prince (Kravitz!) actually does show up? And the starblaster crew just kinda assume that Kravitz is taako in disguise so they proceed as such and kravitz goes along with it? And then gets extracted and leaves with the starblaster crew? Meanwhile Taako is having to pretend to be the crown prince of a nation he is not from and although he prepared for this he did not prepare for pretending to be kravitz to kravitz’s mother and several other court officials.

i’m not going to answer this one as a prompt because u already owned its bones... but i do lov it though... love a switcheroo... 

also the idea that even lup and barry believe that kravitz is just taako in disguise??? hilarious, why this. has taako taken up method acting??? i think he would. and i think he has been insufferable about it. they manhandle kravitz back to the ship and kravitz says, “what the fuck, what are you doing, this is kidnapping, get your hands off of me i am the crown prince” 

lup just rolls her eyes and says “yeah, okay, your highness, don’t forget it’s your turn to do the dishes in the morning.” she pats his cheek. “might wanna work on that accent too, it’s kinda shit.”

kravitz says >:0 !!!

the worst part? in this au that’s his real voice

[kravkalackin]

concept: au where barry actually finds lup and frees her from the umbrella, but is dumb because of baby jellyfish. so Lup has to figure out what's going on while trying to protect Barry from dying, because she doesn't know if barry will remember when he's dead, and doesn't know he has a clone machine. Feat barry falling in love with lup all over again because he doesn't remember, and lup finding each of her former teammates and trying to convince them she's on their side while they don't remembr

oh i’ve got an au where lup is the red robe and barry is alive here but this direction sounds very fun 

Barry isn’t sure what the coin expected him to find in this cave, but he could say he wasn’t that impressed. Nearly dying really wasn’t worth a big door he couldn’t open for shit, and some corpse lying in the corner. 

After spending the better part of an hour trying and failing to get the door open (the coin said he needed Gundren. Barry had not managed to get the job though, so he might have robbed the guy to get his map and a jar of blood) he finally turned to inspect the corpse, the only other thing worth noticing in here. It was wrapped in a long red robe, and something about it made Barry sad. That was the only way he could describe it, just sad. 

He grabbed the staff from them, wincing when the body and robe crumbled into dust among the streams of red lightning. When it was over, the cave felt eerily quiet. 

“Well, that happened,” he said, taking one more look at the umbrella. It just seemed like a regular umbrella, but closer inspection showed that there was something weird about it. Barry didn’t know a lot of magic shit, he didn’t know a lot of shit in general if he was being honest, but he was pretty sure this was a magic thing. 

There didn’t seem to be anything left to find here though, not if he couldn’t get past that door. So, he went to leave. 

He was about halfway out of the cave when something fell on him from the ceiling. 

Barry barely managed to get out a yelp as he was thrown to the ground by the jelly. He felt the umbrella smash against the ground with him, getting caught and snapped between the rocks, a few bits stabbing into his shoulder for good measure. He didn’t get any time to focus on that or the fact that he was about to get eaten by a blob when suddenly the cave was engulfed in flames. He could see them, could hear them sizzling the jelly into nothing off his back, could feel their warmth but not a simple flame managed to burn him. 

And he could hear laughing. Delighted, ecstatic laughter that rung around the cave like bells. When the fire died Barry managed to look up to see the source, and it was that corpse, except they were different. She was different. The apparition in front of him was still wearing that bright red robe, her hands and legs made of charred black bones, the hood pulled up over a shadowed face with only the glowing suggestion of features. 

She looked like a flame herself, and she was laughing with her arms spread out and in that moment Barry decided she was the most beautiful and terrifying thing he’d ever seen in his entire life. 

And then she looked at him, and she somehow managed to look even happier. Which made Barry all the more terrified. 

“Babe!” she shouted, suddenly diving down at him, and Barry felt arcane hands help lift him off the ground. “It’s so fucking good to see you! I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to get trapped. How long has it been? Where’s everyone else? God I wish I could smooch your face right now,” she said, and her bony hands were holding Barry’s face as much as they could, and as soon as his brain processed all of that he stumbled back. 

“Whoa! Uh, that’s not necessary. Appreciated, but oh damn, who are you?” he asked, and all that joy seemed to leak out of the apparition in front of him. 

“Babe?” she asked, her voice now confused and hurt. 

“It’s uh, it’s Barry,” he said, because he didn’t know how to handle this. “Is this like, a magic thing? I didn’t- this isn’t one of those, broke the curse and accidentally get married to some super magical creature things, is it? Because like, I’m not saying it’s completely off the table, but uh, a dude would appreciate some warning,” he stumbled out. She was looking at him now, staring at him, and he had no idea what she was thinking. 

“Is this Fisher?” she asked, whispered so quietly he was sure the question wasn’t actually for him. “Barry, tell me what you hear when I speak,” she said, and Barry nodded. She began to say something then, or at least, he assumed she did. He couldn’t understand a word of it. 

“Static. It just- it sounds like static,” he said, and she nodded, looking almost grim. And then her posture changed, seeming more determined as she came in close again, taking both of his hands in hers. 

“Well, I can’t tell you everything. I guess you could call it a curse, which we are going to have to break. I can tell you this though. My name is Lup, you freed me, we are officially married, and I am hopelessly and completely in love with you.” 

There was a long moment as Barry stood there, slowly letting that information sink into his brain. It was a lot to take in. It was way fucking more than he was prepared for coming to this cave, and he had no idea what to actually do with him. When he did finally manage to say something, it wasn’t much, and it came out as more of a squeak than anything. 

“Oh.”

[oh-shit-sweet-flips]

taako is not immortal but all of his closest family are immortal.

You meant to catch me with that angst but cha boy has got a sugar reaper for a BOYFRIEND

I'm sure the right amount of kisses can convince Kravitz to let him live for a few more centuries ;3

[desiree-harding-fic]

post-canon sort of like. yearly, or once every two years, or something event where all of the starblaster crew and all their friends and loved ones and stuff just. camp on a beach together for a few weeks. Sit by the beach and joke and laugh, play some games, exchange gifts, light a bonfire, remember the good times and let the bad ones go.

WE! LOVE! HEALING! AND! FUN! TIMES! AFTER! TRAGEDY!

i love that you included all the new friends too. hnnnnn sweet flips. Magnus likes to hang with Avi. Kravitz suns himself constantly and is finally warm for a while, all is well.

[morbidoptimisim]

concept: vampires but instead of pointy hollow teeth they have leeches for tongues.

[theheadcanonzone]

Taako post-canon has committed at least 3 crimes for the purpose of giving Angus an interesting mystery to solve.

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[findrahil]

33 kiss findrahil :)

33. An unexpected kiss that shocks the one receiving it. YAY THANK YOU i can’t stop writing them in this moment, can i

'Even death shall not speak softly of us,' murmurs Finrod. Prepared to say more—the rivers will not weep, nor the poets sing, nor the gods mourn, and this oath is mine alone—he raises his eyes from the fire (the last, he thinks); but all words fall to dust and sink into the earth when Edrahil kisses him.

'So what?' Edrahil demands when they part, slipping into rougher, simpler everyday language with its corners rounded off by lingering desire. 'I didn't come here to send you away alone. I did not follow you to abandon you.'

The hours are short, shimmering as they shy away from the two of them. The only stars Finrod sees in his city of stone are Edrahil's eyes, grey as the light through the mist when the world first awoke. The only warmth Finrod feels is the heat of Edrahil's body pressed against his own, the taste of him and the softness of his mouth as they kiss again.

'Why?' he asks at the end, for the close of the story is written through end after end after end, as each fleeting hour flies away.

A tiny smile sparks at the corner of Edrahil's mouth. 'For I love you,' he says, and for him Finrod has no answer but a final kiss.

[nikosheba]

last line tag game

Tagged by @admirablemonster 

Rules: write the latest line from your WIP and tag as many people as there are words in the line. make a new post, don’t reblog.

“Perhaps Laurëfindil would be kind enough to put him out of his misery.”

uhhhhh @absynthe--minded @sianascera @findrahil @corbie-quaesitum @fingons-rad-harp @jaz-the-bard @naryaflame @aipilosse @frog-in-a-pond @unnamedelement @arofili @that-history-student

[ceilingfan5]

oh my god it’s a chain post

tagged by @everlastingrandom and @greyhawkrogue....is this popularity? have i arrived?

rules: tag 9 people with whom you’d like to get to know better/catch up

last song: listen...i teach first grade...it was cat party

please listen and get this stuck in your head along with me.

last movie: howls moving castle, again. it’s still in the dvd player from the last four times ive rewatched it. listen a bitch is fragile atm

currently reading: i bought solutions and other problems by allie brosh but i gotta be honest i havent cracked it yet? hyperbole and a half changed my life so im like. casually excited but reading takes so many energy is the thing

currently watching: PSYCH it’s also howls moving castle. also ive been watching a lot of binging with babish lately trying to motivate myself to complete my youtube au but again...writing? who knows her

craving: pumpkin bread....it’s in the oven............................. existential dread more like pumpkin bread, at 9:49 pm on a school night, thats how we do

tagging: i havent been paying attention im sorry ifyouve already been tagged

@honeysweetcorvidae @honeybee-frog @acefitzroymaplecourt @ghirahims-left-shoe @rynae-reblogs @gay-gay-crochet @rosadon3 @rose-verte @atticusblackwolf @corbie-quaesitum

[terezis]

This is an incredibly niche concept but- Taako and Kravitz online dating, and then they happen to meet up at a bar (with a pool table!) and Taako and kravitz don’t recognize each other? Taako cons Kravitz out of his shoes. And kravitz dejectedly walks back to where he’s staying in his socks and proceeds to text Taako about how “an elf dude conned me out of my shoes and i need them for a music concert tomorrow. woe is me.”

have you read vibing and keeping it tight??? i think u would like vibing and keeping it tight

[kravkalackin]

concept: au wtih angus and barry meeting before the canon story, perhaps with angus trying to solve the mystery of who barry is and why he has died multiple times? Angus who explicitly knows that Lucretia is lying from the very beginning, because he knows Barry, and Barry is not evil.

this au is my aesthetic 

A man died in Neverwinter last week. That isn’t very unusual, and it’s certainly not strange for Angus to know about it. Most people would think it is, would try and shield him from scary things like death and murder, but Angus isn’t afraid. It’s a part of his job, and he loves his job and would especially love if people took him seriously when he was on a case. 

Barry Bluejeans, it’s an easy name to remember. Angus jots it down in his book, along with several other victims, trying to see if they’re all connected. In the end, poor unfortunate Barry gets tossed aside. It turned out he didn’t have anything to do with his current case, just an unlucky guy who went into the wrong alleyway at the wrong time. 

It’s a long while later, and Angus feels like he’s starting to gain respect for his detective work. Angus is out near Greenhold, investigating a cult that seems to be behind several disappearances. 

One of the names sticks out. Barry Bluejeans. It’s not hard to remember where he last heard it, and Angus thinks it odd, that two victims happened to share such a strange name. He puts it aside, hope it’s not too late to find this guy and ask him some questions. 

It is. It’s too late to ask anyone questions by the time he gets there. The cult is decimated, whatever ritual they were trying to do having apparently backfired spectacularly. There are bodies when he gets on the scene, more than Angus is used to dealing with, and if he’s a little afraid by it no one else is around to see. Most of them are cultist, but there are a few victims, laid out in a circle with their throats slit. 

Barry Bluejeans is among them. It doesn’t make any sense, and he’d only seen the first Barry’s body from a distance. The resemblance is uncanny though. He tucks that bit of information away, and quickly runs from the scene to get the proper authorities to clean this mess up. 

Angus isn’t on a case this time. He’s trying to find one, but he’s also just trying to eat his lunch. His ears are open though, and when he hears a beat up gang of adventurers, a gnome, two humans, and a tiefling, awkwardly discussing funeral arrangements, he listens in as he eats his sandwich. 

“Like, blue flowers would be appropriate right? He liked puns,” the gnome says, nursing a head injury. 

“Yeah no, but uh, are we gonna go back for the body? I don’t- whatever that thing was...” the tiefling asks, and one of the humans very quickly shakes their head. 

“I think we can all agree that Barry would approve of us staying the fuck away from that thing,” they say, and Angus perks up at that. It might just be a coincidence, but a proper detective doesn’t let any stone go unturned. 

“Excuse me,” he says, immediately getting the group’s attention. “Can I ask what happened to you all?” The group looks at each other, obviously uncertain. The other human smiles softly at him, leaning towards him on the table slightly. 

“We’re adventurers little guy. We just got in a little over our head is all,” she says, and Angus tries not to appear too visibly annoyed at how gentle she was being with him. He knows he looks young, he is young, but it was still frustrating. 

“What did you say the name of the person who died was again?” he asks, and that certainly got their attention. 

“It was... Barry. Barry Bluejeans,” she says, and every question he asks after that about Barry goes about how he expected to. He matches the description. There were strange things though. 

After he died, something happened, and none of them could properly explain what. Some sort of figure had appeared, in red crackling lightning. They all ran before it could do anything. They try to get out of giving him the exact location, but it wasn’t too hard to Angus to figure it out from the information they gave him. 

It’s the same damn corpse when he gets there. 

Something weird is going on with Barry Bluejeans. Flipping open to a new page of his notebook, he writes the man’s name down at the top page, and starts to compile all the notes he had on him from previous cases. Anything he managed to get from his old adventuring party. 

Angus tries not to touch dead people if he can help it, but no one else is here to do it for him. He goes through the guy’s pockets, and he doesn’t find much. He does find a coin though, and when he grabs it, it starts to speak. 

“Your name is Barry Bluejeans. You are afraid of the dark. Your very favorite thing to do is swim in very cold water on a very hot day. Your mother...” 

It goes on, and Angus listens intently. It’s directions. To what, Angus isn’t sure, but he does know one thing. If he can follow them in reverse, he should be able to find the source of this mystery. Find out how Barry Bluejeans keeps dying over and over again. 

Sticking the coin in his pocket, Angus heads off to solve this new mystery.

[oh-shit-sweet-flips]

if u didn't catch it I was going to spell it out myself :p have a good day

You too! ^^